Sitting at the end of the professor's seat, Hera tasted the mashed potatoes in front of him with satisfaction. As a standard Englishman, he was also very resentful of local food, but there was nothing he could do. Who made him just a pauper now?

At this moment, even if Hera was handed a piece to look up at the starry sky, Hera could finish eating with a smile.

"The protein is three times that of chicken, and the tender (full raw) fish perfectly preserves all parasites..."

Ahem, Hera forced out the random thoughts in his mind, preventing the terrifying fish head from appearing in his mind.

While Hera was having fun eating, Professor Dumbledore glanced around the students and professors in the hall and tapped the goblet with a spoon.

"Okay, I believe everyone has eaten and drunk enough. Then we will start tonight's Academy Cup selection. The first thing we want to announce is Gryffindor's score..."

Hera held the spoon in his mouth and looked at the mashed potatoes that suddenly disappeared in front of him. Tears were almost pouring out. He had squandered so much strength and finally escaped from the fat lady, escaped her thunderous enemy howling.

But I didn’t expect that I could finally have a full meal. I just put my stomach on my stomach. That guy Dumbledore actually said that everyone is full!?

Everyone is too bitter. If you don’t eat enough every day, you will be forced to stop eating by the unscrupulous principal.

Professor Dumbledore must have deducted everyone’s meal fees!

I didn’t expect that you can do such a thing, such as thick eyebrows and big eyes... gray-haired people can do it!

Hera casually put the spoon on the table, hugged her shoulders and bent her body slightly, looking like the baby was bitter but the baby didn't say it.

Hera's appearance naturally attracted a lot of discussions from students, especially his appearance of a starving ghost reincarnation.

Among them, Slytherin's argument is the most exaggerated one. Hera is still wearing a Slytherin's standard cloak.

While Professor Dumbledore was preaching, everyone was whispering and discussing Hera's identity.

Some people speculate that Hera is the new professor of Dark Magic Defense, some people speculate that he is Professor Dumbledore's illegitimate son, and there are even more unfair...

In fact, Hera is Professor Snape's illegitimate son!

Well... Of course, everyone is just kidding later, but they are more inclined to the first speculation - the new professor in the Black Magic Defense Class. After all, Professor Hoglas has died this year and has become food for the eight-eyed giant spider in the depths of the Forbidden Forest. Calculate the time, it should have been degraded into fertilizer for nature.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but admire Professor Dumbledore's foresight and made early choices. The previous professor died, and there were endless candidates behind him.

Ah! The forbidden forest has grown very lushly over the years!

Finally, amid everyone's discussion, Professor Dumbledore impatiently announced the winner of the Academy Cup. With Professor Snape's "work" and Slytherin won their six consecutive championships.

As the wand shakes, the decorations in the hall turn into a water-green symbolizing the snake courtyard.

Hera just hugged himself and cried, he was not full yet!

Why did the dinner end like this?

Professor Dumbledore, is your decision too hasty?

As the students returned to their respective lounges, Dumbledore blinked at Hera. Although he didn't say anything, the meaning was obvious.

"Where are you leaving after dinner? Do you still have to stay for midnight snacks? It will be holiday tomorrow. Are you still embarrassed to eat for free!?"

Professor Snape snorted coldly, then left with a cold face. Obviously, he looked at Hera's embarrassing appearance, so he was so angry that he could not make a fuss. He had barely sat together before, and had not left directly without silenced his face.

Hera looked at Professor Snape's back awkwardly and touched his nose helplessly. Didn't he just blow up a few cauldrons when he was in school?

As for the revenge I have been remembering for so long?

However, Hera also knew that it was time for him to leave. It was the best result to be able to have a meal. Although he couldn't find a job, at least the boss invited him to have a meal. Although it was a cafeteria, his attitude was good.

"Professor Dumbledore, thank you very much for the hospitality of Hogwarts. If your ideas have changed, please feel free to contact me." Hera's posture was very low.

There is no way! This is the White Demon King!

Don’t think that the White Demon King has no temper, but his methods are even more insidious.

If he had to face one of the Dark King and the White Demon King, Hera would rather face the Dark King. At worst, he would just run away to the United States.

But the White Demon King is different. His huge network of relationships can directly make Hera starve to death on the street.

The Dark King is like a bully at the village head, but the White King is like an Arab tycoon who controls the global oil economy. It is not of the same magnitude at all. Of course, the level of force is similar.

Dumbledore is definitely not his strong strength, but his textbook resume and exaggerated connections. Basically, all famous European figures are his friends.

Leaving Hogwarts, Hera suddenly felt a little empty, and he seemed to have no place to look up.

It is said that the Strange family has a vault, but the key is Bellatrix, and Bella is locked in Azkaban. The people from the Ministry of Magic have interrogated her so many times but never asked for the key.

Not to mention that Hera had no chance to see Bella. Even if she saw Bella, she didn't know whether her mind was good or not. Can she remember where the key was?

So Hera could only be an ordinary worker, but there was no job that could allow him to play his special skills.

His specialty is handsome!

Unfortunately, the entertainment industry is not prosperous now, and the mainstream entertainment industry is still writing books and cannot make a living by its face.

If he was only more than a face, Hera was confident that he could press Gidro Lohart on the floor to rub it.

But in terms of culture and ability, Gidro Lohart is afraid that he can crush Hera into scum and live with werewolf and vampires at any time. Hera really doesn't have the courage.

Walking on the path to Hogsmeade, Hera's mouth ripped apart and his late-night snack was also settled.

Originally, I was just thinking about finding a place to phantom, but when I walked to Hogsmeade, I suddenly remembered, who is the owner of Pighead Bar?

That was Albuforth Dumbledore, Dumbledore's biological brother. Although they didn't know why their relationship became so bad, they could get a "dinary gift from Albuforth" by just saying bad things about Albuforth in front of Albuforth.

It's simply a wealth code.

Unfortunately, it can't be used frequently. After all, Abu Fuss is annoyed to listen, but it's okay to occasionally scan your face.
Chapter completed!